.....on a far away planet, in the galaxy of Almond Joy, there lived this lonely curmudgeon named Reese.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Once Upon A Time.....
Since I don't have a clue what to write about today, I thought maybe ya'll could help me out and chip in your two cents to create a masterpiece beyond anything I could ever write on my own. So......I'll start it off and then you can take the steering wheel and take it wherever your heart desires........
.....on a far away planet, in the galaxy of Almond Joy, there lived this lonely curmudgeon named Reese.
.....on a far away planet, in the galaxy of Almond Joy, there lived this lonely curmudgeon named Reese.
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There was a young fellow named Reece
Who's parents were sadly deceased.
Said Reece to his niece, "I'd quite like a piece
of Almond Joy pie if you please".
The niece said to Reece, "have you some disease
That's making you talk in this rhyme?
Things might look fine, but we havent much time,
This planet is going to freeze!"
Oh my, oh my....
everything rhymes in Almond Joy
I don't know why...
but may I please have a piece of pie?
Oh my, oh my! Well neither do I
Know why everything rhymes on my screens.
But we really must try to get some of that pie,
If only to please yorksnbeans.
The pie was tempting for Reece
How he longed for just one small piece
But, oh! What a shock did await
When he lifted the slice from his plate
It oozed foul-smelling grease
"What is this?" said Reece
I cannot eat such a piece
oh what a waste
I need to wash away this foul taste
Now listen here...
and pass me a beer!
'Twas an oil he had found, not from underground,
but which might bring their planet some peace.
"We'll burn it" said Reece, "and then we'll release
Global warming to counter this freeze".
No one would heed the warning
Of the impending global warming
They tried to destroy, all the Almond Joy
But it regenerated by morning
The re-generation was frankly, amazing.
The planet did bloom like in spring.
Reece picked up the pie; cold, greasy and dry
More warming, now that's the thing!
Oh sheez" said Reese
It's bloody hot here now
Better get to the farm and work my plow
Away from these rhymes
and back to my cows and geese
among quiet and peace.
The geese and the cows did add to the warming,
Reese could not keep up with the now desert farming,
So a tip of his hat to Kurt Vonnegut,
Reese watched Almond Joy melt into coconut.
The commenters here are all rhyming,
And they all have excellent timing,
I wish I could converse,
So adeptly in verse,
My admiration for them is still climbing.
no matter how hard Reese tried
to flee the rhyme,
it kept following him around
from town to town.
"Good grief" he cried out
my life is a mess
please save me from this
and take me to Planet S!
So the poor little Reese
bought a ticket to Greece
the flight was a long one for sure
he prayed all the while
with nary a smile
begging for rhyming relief
Poor Reese
Lost in Greece
Searching for a long lost niece
And you know how it is with nieces
They'll break your heart into pieces
Pieces of Reese's Pieces.
{ I spent most of last year doing this sort of stuff;
http://jackandgillin2008.blogspot.com/
and now my psychiatrist says I must NEVER, ever do anymore, or else...}
Oi, Dave!, that doesn't rhyme!
Please let's have more of an effort.
Comments in prose are considered a crime
according to Reece's dad, Albert.
They Rhyming Police have been called,
to the house of one NobblySan.
Trying to rhyme "effort" and "Albert"
Is a literary crime of which I am no fan.
In the land of YnB
Rhyming is not needed to be
But this adventure with Reece
who's now in Greece
searching for his niece
must not cease
{Nobbly,
blibber, blabber, dripple and poh,
I can't care less, I'm off to the zoo!}
Medication, quick I need IM seds, now, come-on...
I want to play
I want to say
Woohoo
I want to go to the zoo
too :)
Our hero was troubled, his problems had doubled,
Now young Reece had journeyed to Greece.
He’d have nowhere to stay
At the end of the day,
So he rented a flat on a lease.
The trip to the zoo was a big success too,
The animals gave him a notion.
The search for his niece
Was only a piece
Of this rhythmical, rhyming commotion.
Welcome OG!
To the blog of YnB
We hope you have fun
and continue to come (tsk, tsk, I didn't mean it that way! ;-)
even after this adventurous rhyme is done!
Then poor Reese met a minister
And this minister was sinister
The sinister minister
Decided to administer
A fatal of dose of a one two punch
That he called a light lunch
”T-t-this will be good,” he said with a stutter
And put chocolate in Reese’s peanut butter
Well, as expected
Reese’s body rejected
The peanut butter chocolate ingested
There was a pain in his back
He had an anaphylactic attack
The minister threw him out back
For the dogs attack
They were about to tear him to pieces
When who should he see, but two of his nieces
Two of his nieces! His world was in pieces.
Then a semblance of reason went through Reeces mind.
If he just got this dog off
his leg, had a cough,
He could rescue his niece (or the nieces combined).
but the nieces were smart
they were there to help unc,
they clobbered the dog
with a large log chunk
they found in a dump
on the side of the road
next to a toad.
They pulled their unc up
skipped on their merry way
up the hill
to all things gay.
"Oooh, get you, dear!
I feel slightly queer"
said one of the things gay
as he minced on his way.
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